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When the back of winter's broken and it starts to lose its hold when the early songs of birds begin to lift
When the days begin to lengthen and begin to lose their cold its then the maple trees give us their gift

Oh, the sap flows without effort when there's mud upon the ground
But there's effort in the halin' and the care to boil it down
And it's sweetened by our labor
And we're patient at the task
To make some maple sirup at the last

Every drop of this years syrup holds the taste of last years sun and the magic of the root and leave combined
Their's a lifting of my spirt when this season is begun when the tress awake and spring be far behind

Oh, the sap flows without effort when there's mud upon the ground
But there's effort in the haling and the care to boil it down
And it's sweetened by our labor
And we're patient at the task
To make some maple sirup at the last

Oh, the sap flows without effort when there's mud upon the ground
But there's effort in the haling and the care to boil it down
And it's sweetened by our labor
And we're patient at the task
To make some maple sirup at the last

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from I'll Always Sing, released January 1, 1992

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Betty and the Baby Boomers New Paltz, New York

An acoustic folk quintet from New York's Hudson Valley. Folk song magazine Sing Out! described the group as “a refreshing reminder of the halcyon days of American folk music” and the CD [Tumbling Through the Stream of Days] as “an enthusiastic testament to the sheer joy of singing and playing music.” ... more

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